Sitting in his study, Ezra prepared for his scheduled video call with his Overseers. At this point, he knew he spent more time inside the study than outside but needs must.
He couldn't afford to stop. Not when he was still building the foundation of their future.
The whole room was sealed from the outside world, located at the heart of his estate.
With the lights off, the glow of the monitor illuminated the room. He leaned forward, fingers steepled in anticipation.
The once-fugitive prince was now a man of authority, overseeing multiple regions within his growing domain. His power was solidifying, but power was different from control.
He'd learnt that quickly. That and the benefit of theatrics. Why else would he have his room dark when there were perfectly functioning lights in the room.
That was to solidify himself as a figure of power and darkness in their mind. It was part of his new armoury of strategies. The blindfold had worked but now, he needed it no more.
